<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908872256930425292</id><updated>2011-12-07T03:36:27.118-08:00</updated><category term='us'/><category term='realization'/><title type='text'>Not so silly blog!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nithya Sriram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773849313916011068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGgbHXrCg38/Sf8YDapfrnI/AAAAAAAAGUM/Iy28h0R8M5U/S220/DSC02234.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908872256930425292.post-534988132002503065</id><published>2010-07-16T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T03:11:20.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Thatha in Heaven</title><content type='html'>This is the letter that my 7 year old niece wrote on the demise of her beloved grandpa.... it brought tears to my eyes.. i can feel the pain in the kids heart...This is LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Thatha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that now you have peace and relax for you are in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you better ..now that god is with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appa misses you as well with patti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Nidhi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908872256930425292-534988132002503065?l=firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/feeds/534988132002503065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7908872256930425292&amp;postID=534988132002503065' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/534988132002503065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/534988132002503065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/2010/07/letter-to-thatha-in-heaven.html' title='Letter to Thatha in Heaven'/><author><name>Nithya Sriram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773849313916011068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGgbHXrCg38/Sf8YDapfrnI/AAAAAAAAGUM/Iy28h0R8M5U/S220/DSC02234.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908872256930425292.post-4178245811916723240</id><published>2009-12-08T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T04:14:26.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Maps and the not-so-well defined India</title><content type='html'>I couldn' believe my eyes when i first had a look, i thought it was some kind of hoax email... but i bet it much more a serious issue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google  Maps has 3 definitions of india ...well.. its the boundary matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. India with Arunachal Pradesh -&lt;a href="http://maps.google.co.in/"&gt;India Version&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.India without Arunachal Pradesh =  China with Arunachal Pradesh -&lt;a href="http://ditu.google.com/"&gt;China Version&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. India without Arunachal Pradesh = China without  Arunachal Pradesh  = Arunachal Pradesh    in Dispute - &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/"&gt;US  Version&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google these links for India and check out the boundaries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds aweful and am already fuming... Google is  playing a big time game... What a shame...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908872256930425292-4178245811916723240?l=firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/feeds/4178245811916723240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7908872256930425292&amp;postID=4178245811916723240' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/4178245811916723240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/4178245811916723240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/2009/12/google-maps-and-not-so-well-defined.html' title='Google Maps and the not-so-well defined India'/><author><name>Nithya Sriram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773849313916011068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGgbHXrCg38/Sf8YDapfrnI/AAAAAAAAGUM/Iy28h0R8M5U/S220/DSC02234.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908872256930425292.post-7622863271680401441</id><published>2009-10-29T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:23:56.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Ariesian with err...a lil deviation !</title><content type='html'>I got a mail forward recently which says abt each sun sign.. and am an aries... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;ARIES - The Daredevil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Energetic. Adventurous and spontaneous. Confident and enthusiastic. Fun.  Loves a challenge. EXTREMELY impatient. Sometimes selfish. Short fuse. (Easily  angered.) Lively, passionate, and sharp wit. Outgoing. Lose interest quickly -  easily bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Egotistical. Courageous and assertive...  Tends to be physical and athletic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering how much of an ariesian am i ?!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Energetic&lt;/span&gt; - ofcourse... but i get drained soooner :)&lt;br /&gt;First few mins of my aerobics session would be energy packed... jump high... stretch maxx.... and thennnn in the next few mins... i would be in the low state.... MID or Average or moderate .. never exists in my world... its either Highs or Lows....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adventurous&lt;/span&gt; - i love to be adventurous.. scuba diving , trekking ..wat not i love it all... .. unfortunately my partner being a aqurian is too much of a sweetheart for adventures :)  [ i wish he doesn read my post ;)  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spontaneous&lt;/span&gt;  - i blurt and then think..if this can be counted as spontaneous then am one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Confident&lt;/span&gt; - Ah ... People think i am confident..but i keep fuming inside  like will i get it right... am i going to mess it up ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt; - Okay.. if there can be a term for short lived enthusiasm.. i fit in perfectly.. &lt;br /&gt; i take a brisk walk ,i start with Sooo much zeal..but it dies before i reach the other end ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fun&lt;/span&gt; - ahemmm no comments :) i love being funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves a challenge&lt;/span&gt; - if it gets beyond me... its a sour grape !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXTREMELY IMPATIENT&lt;/span&gt; - if i want something to happen , I WANT IT TO HAPPEN !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes Self-fish&lt;/span&gt; - Yeah but many a time self-less :)  .. you are rite !! i DONT agree :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Short Fuse&lt;/span&gt; - perfect word that fit me :) if you know someone who gets angered at drop of a hat..its probably me ... but again its damn tooo short lived... goes offff in no time !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lively&lt;/span&gt; - I THINK i am most livelist person around :D :D   know wat "The sun sign reading says i am egotistical  ..so let me try to fit in that quality as well !!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Courageous and assertive&lt;/span&gt; - Okay.. if the sun sign says so.. i better be !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Passionate &lt;/span&gt;- How can you be passionate about something if you lose interest quickly.. well thats what the sun sign says... its contradicting ... so i take the lose interest quickly stand .!!!! but till i lose  i am passionate :)  [ doesn hold good for my husband ..... i meant to say i Wont lose interest on him :D  .....now i reallly really wish he reads this part ;) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quick Wit &lt;/span&gt;-  I am  quick witted ... :)  Because i say so !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Outgoing&lt;/span&gt; -  yea very much ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lose Interest&lt;/span&gt; - Ah.. i have already lost interest in finishing the post..... I am gonna wind it for now.. if it not it will stay in my drafts for ever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Egotistical &lt;/span&gt;- i proved am one already didn't i ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tends to be physical and athletic&lt;/span&gt; - Ahh.. .. its totally unlike me !!! i am not athletic ... i run like a clown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here by i declare i am true ariesian with a 11% deviation [ i have not counted atheletic and assertive ..  am being Honest :) :) ... i dont see this trait in the sun sign  :( ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take it as  a tag who ever reads this post.... here is the sun sign reading .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIRGO  - The Perfectionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominant  in relationships. Conservative.. Always wants the last word... Argumentative.  Worries. Very smart. Dislikes noise and chaos. Eager. Hardworking. Loyal.  Beautiful. Easy to talk to. Hard to please. Ha rsh. Practical and very fussy.  Often shy. Pessimistic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO  - The Intense One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Very energetic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Intelligent. Can be jealous and/or  possessive. Hardworking. Great kisser.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Can become obsessive or secretive. Holds  grudges. Attractive. Determined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Loves being in long relationships.  Talkative. Romantic. Can be self-centered at times. Passionate and Emotional. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA  - The Harmonizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nice to everyone they meet. Can't make up their mind. Have own unique  appeal. Creative, energetic, and very social. Hates to be alone. Peaceful,  generous. Very loving and beautiful. Flirtatious. Give in too easily.  Procrastinators. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Very gullible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIES  - The Daredevil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Energetic. Adventurous and spontaneous. Confident and enthusiastic. Fun.  Loves a challenge. EXTREMELY impatient. Sometimes selfish. Short fuse. (Easily  angered.) Lively, passionate, and sharp wit. Outgoing. Lose interest quickly -  easily bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Egotistical. Courageous and assertive...  Tends to be physical and athletic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS  - The Sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Optimistic and honest. Sweet personality. Very independent. Inventive and  intelligent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Friendly and loyal. Can seem  unemotional. Can be a bit rebellious. Very stubborn, but original and unique  Attractive on the inside and out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Eccentric personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEMINI  - The Chatterbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Smart and witty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Outgoing, very chatty. Lively,  energetic. Adaptable but needs to express themselves. Argumentative and  outspoken. Likes change. Versatile. Busy, sometimes nervous and tense. Gossips.  May seem superficial or inconsistent, but is only changeable. Beautiful  physically and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEO  - The Boss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very  organized. Need order in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;their lives - like being in control.  Like boundaries... Tend to take over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;everything....... Bossy. Like to help  others. Social and outgoing. Extroverted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Generous, warm-hearted.. Sensitive.  Creative energy. Full of themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Loving. D oing the right thing is  important to Leos. Attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCER  - The Protector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Moody, emotional. May be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;shy. Very loving and caring.  Pretty/handsome. Excellent partners for life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Protective. Inventive and imaginative.  Cautious. Touchy-feely kind of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;person. Needs love from others. Easily  hurt, but sympathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISCES  - The Dreamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Generous, kind, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;thoughtful. Very creative and  imaginative.. May become secretive and vague. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Sensitive. Don't like details Dreamy and  unrealistic. Sympathetic and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;loving. Kind. Unselfish. Good kisser..  Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPRICORN  - The Go-Getter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Patient and wise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Practical and rigid. Ambitious. Tends to  be good-looking. Humorous and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;funny. Can be a bit shy and reserved.  Often pessimists. Capricorns tend to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;act before they think and can be  unfriendly y at times. Hold grudges. Like competition. Get what they want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS  - The Enduring One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Charming but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;aggressive. Can come off as boring, but  they are not. Hard workers.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Warm-hearted. Strong, has endurance.  Solid beings who are stable and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;secure in their ways. Not looking for  shortcuts. Take pride in their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;beauty. Patient and reliable. Make great  friends and give good advice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Loving and kind. Loves hard -  passionate. Express themselves emotionally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Prone to ferocious temper-tantrums.  Determined. Indulge themselves often.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Very generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS  - The Happy-Go-Lucky  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good-natured  optimist. Doesn't want to grow up (Peter Pan  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Syndrome). Indulges self. Boastful.  Likes luxuries and gambling... Social &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;and outgoing. Doesn't like  responsibilities. Often fantasizes. Impatient. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Fun to be around. Having lots of  friends. Flirtatious. Doesn't like rules. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;Sometimes hypocritical. Dislikes being  confined - tight spaces or even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0); font-family: 'Garamond','serif';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;tight clothes. Doesn't like being  doubted. Beautiful inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(96, 66, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908872256930425292-7622863271680401441?l=firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/feeds/7622863271680401441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7908872256930425292&amp;postID=7622863271680401441' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/7622863271680401441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/7622863271680401441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/2009/10/true-ariesian-with-erra-lil-deviation.html' title='True Ariesian with err...a lil deviation !'/><author><name>Nithya Sriram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773849313916011068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGgbHXrCg38/Sf8YDapfrnI/AAAAAAAAGUM/Iy28h0R8M5U/S220/DSC02234.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908872256930425292.post-8805441041048536224</id><published>2009-10-07T02:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T02:17:47.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite Pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGgbHXrCg38/SsxbQLsk0YI/AAAAAAAAHGo/uWTTzaXPfeI/s1600-h/DSC02678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGgbHXrCg38/SsxbQLsk0YI/AAAAAAAAHGo/uWTTzaXPfeI/s320/DSC02678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389783187631427970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my favorite pic... my husbands frens kids... on the way to  kovai kutralam ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to write a poem about the pic and i know am sooo pathetic in writing one..  :) so i leave it plain !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908872256930425292-8805441041048536224?l=firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/feeds/8805441041048536224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7908872256930425292&amp;postID=8805441041048536224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/8805441041048536224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/8805441041048536224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-favorite-pic.html' title='My favorite Pic'/><author><name>Nithya Sriram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773849313916011068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGgbHXrCg38/Sf8YDapfrnI/AAAAAAAAGUM/Iy28h0R8M5U/S220/DSC02234.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGgbHXrCg38/SsxbQLsk0YI/AAAAAAAAHGo/uWTTzaXPfeI/s72-c/DSC02678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908872256930425292.post-5557661812467941718</id><published>2009-07-16T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:46:19.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Haven't you finished it yet ??!!!</title><content type='html'>I just started reading the book and hardly flipped some 20 pages after which i couldn't find time for THE BOOK - Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus .&lt;br /&gt;But yes reading through those 20 pages did actually make me understand things !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question for you readers ... When you are busy cooking your partners favorite dish, your partner comes from work and he is unbelievably hungry and he throws a question like " Haven't you finished cooking yet ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you answer ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, this is what i replied - What do you think i have been doing.. i didnt even sit for minute after i came from work.. and you ask me such a question..10 more minutes of blah blah blah....He shrugs and leaves the place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like eating and he doesn feel like eating and both of us go to bed without dinner facing opposite directions trying to get some sleep and our tummy  screaming for food... an hour passed by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we start kicking each other.. this is how we try to end our  fights... and we slowly begin to talk and he asks ,"Why did you freak out when i asked you about the food ?" . I was like "I had been trying hard to finish it before you come.. but then you ask as if i had been idling ".. He was like ,"  Uh, god..  i just wanted to know how much time it would  take for you to finish cooking so that we could go to beach after that "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear.. i couldn't have messed it more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a question of attitude - I percieved it as a complaint note while he was expecting an answer !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have been a lot simpler if i had answered " Another 10 minutes honey " rather than the blah, blah blahs ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i realised, i could apply it for my work life too !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my realization,when the client asked me - you havent finished it yet.. i go into the blah blah blahs for not able to complete it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now :) , i would need 4 more hours to complete !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer getting frustrated of "Haven't you finished it  :) " .. Thanks to sriram :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908872256930425292-5557661812467941718?l=firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/feeds/5557661812467941718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7908872256930425292&amp;postID=5557661812467941718' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/5557661812467941718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/5557661812467941718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/2009/07/havent-you-finished-it-yet.html' title='Haven&apos;t you finished it yet ??!!!'/><author><name>Nithya Sriram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773849313916011068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGgbHXrCg38/Sf8YDapfrnI/AAAAAAAAGUM/Iy28h0R8M5U/S220/DSC02234.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908872256930425292.post-6646747602810924317</id><published>2009-05-04T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T04:18:41.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundro'phobia!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Laundry had always been a nightmare ever since I got married....   it seemed a vicious circle.. was wondering if I am the only one to crib about it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I load the washing machine till it gasps for breath....and let it run during the night and i would plan to put it for drying next day ... but invariably i end up waking up soooo late.. so skip the drying process to the night... I happily let the washed wet clothes stink in the washing machine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment i come back that evening , the remainder goes on in  my mind for drying the clothes, i snooze it away finish my dinner, watch the shows and  i head to the washing machine with  a scornful,wicked  look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process is not over ..... I let the clothes hang happily for a couple a days [ ?!!!! - err ... the longer it hangs, the more time i get before folding them back  :D ] .. sometimes a week too... our clothes loved to be in an airy place than those  dark gloomy wardrobes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the day for it to be removed...and definitely not because it has been hanging on for too long.. its because there is another pile for the laundry.... and from now the circle is ON!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget the days I escape from this cycle -when my dear husband takes the charge or wen my mom comes to visit me :D.......even then i hate watching them do laundry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got reminded of a picture drawn by a school kid - a washing machine with an attached hanger ....  I would have been the first to buy if such thing ever comes to market... but wait a minute...wat do i do to fold and put them back in wardrobes ??? !!!! Err simple... ask my mom to pay a visit :D :D .... Selfish me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908872256930425292-6646747602810924317?l=firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/feeds/6646747602810924317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7908872256930425292&amp;postID=6646747602810924317' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/6646747602810924317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/6646747602810924317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/2009/05/laundrophobia.html' title='Laundro&apos;phobia!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nithya Sriram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773849313916011068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGgbHXrCg38/Sf8YDapfrnI/AAAAAAAAGUM/Iy28h0R8M5U/S220/DSC02234.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908872256930425292.post-6139907230626699789</id><published>2009-04-27T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:32:27.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The unbid farewell !</title><content type='html'>Ambrish... a very smart, intelligent,chirpy boy.. We were classmates from 1st to 3rd ... I still remember his warm smile. No one in this world could even have a pinch of hatred on him for he was such a sweet boy ... He had always been the teachers pet ... He topped the class all the time and he was brilliant in extra-curricular too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes used to feel jealous for I always missed the first rank... Though i liked him a lot, i secretly used to pray at the end of each academic year that he should be put in a different section....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved his family... a beautiful and a proud mother, a soft spoken and a sweetest dad,him, a cute younger brother....It was a picture perfect happy family.... one of those fairy tale families.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer holidays got over and we were looking for our classrooms.. Much to my happiness Ambrish was not in the same section..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached for his section during the break...I knew the moment I entered his classroom,Ambrish was on leave... I couldn' find him in the first bench .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days passed by and yet no hints... I was told by his family friends daughter that he was sick and he is not yet back from Ooty... I wished he gets back all healthy and happy soon.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother met his mother on the market place after few days and she told her not so good things that happened during that summer holidays .... he had a fall from the toy train in Ooty and he was admitted in hospital for couple of days .After a couple of days, he complained about his heavy legs and he fell twice when trying to walk around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They rushed to hospital again and ran a series of tests and finally left his parents a heart breaking diagnosis.. that he had &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sickle-cell_disease"&gt;Sickle Celled Anemia*&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was bed ridden for so many days.... and he was taken to hospitals in the nearby city for treatments... and he had a nervous problem due to which he had difficulty in walking, slurred speech..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe it was the same Ambrish to whom i waved a bye at the end of our annual exams.. to whom i mocked... dont come for ur results... u will be the topper anyway..... And i feel guilty for saying... for he never came to school after that.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had the radiating smile when we went to his house,.He looked taller for a tweleve year old. He handed me a big choclate bar with a even brighter smile. I could see the marks of surgery on his bony legs... neverthless he was smiling through out.... I could see lots of maths books and activity books lying beside him and there on the notebook was written a two digit multiplication problem... something like 12*30 = ? [dont remember the exact numbers].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time Ambrish gave us a big smile, i knew where he got it from.... from his mother who was sitting next to him ... holding his hands compassionately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked him, if he comes back to school whose section would he join...it was afroz this time... when asked about what he said during previous visits [ he had said nithya once / sowmya the next time / divya the next time .....] he would give us a sheepish grin :)....each time he told one of us .... so that he hurt none ... what a gem of a soul.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our visits to his house grew less frequent as we entered college ... and then his father got transfered to a nearby township, it grew still less frequent .... Fours of college, we would have hardly met him four times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost touch with almost the world when i joined work.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning, my mother called me when i was busy debugging some pathetic code i had written....&lt;br /&gt;there was a shiver in her voice... i almost froze for a minute when she said me "Ambrish has has...".. she left the sentence unfinished .. i sank down and i was sweating profusely.. i couldn cry.. i was shocked... i was speechless.... then I and my friends left office to our hometown ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There lay ambrish... without the smile, without the radiating looks....there laid Ambrish in coffin... he looked thinner.... his eye socket was deep... he was pale... i wanted to hold his hand for one last time....i wanted to say him he had been the most greatest soul i would ever meet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see his mother collapsing... was panicked to see the cold stare on his brothers eye.. he hadn' shed a drop of tear... we wanted him to cry out... but he didn' ... he was staring at ambrish... he kept saying anna..annaa..anna... for god knows how many times... he swayed the flies... he wiped his face still saying anna... anna....his inconsolable father....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was once a happy family that i loved spending time with... without Ambrish... without him it wouldn even be a family....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sickle-cell_disease"&gt;Sickle Celled Anemia*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who dont have time to know about sickle celled anemia..here are some facts about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.It is genetic&lt;br /&gt;2. The shape of the RBC looks a sickle [ the shape of cresent instead of the disc shape] The sickle shape arises out of the abnormal hemoglobin counts- which was too low in his case.Because of the sickle shape , the movement inside the blood vessels is not easy and tends to form lumps and block the blood vessels . Also the sickle cells dies faster than the normal shaped cells [sickle cells die in 10-20 days for sickle cell while normal cells die in 4 months] and the bone marrow does produce cells fast enough to replace the dying ones.&lt;br /&gt;3.It results in severe pains in the bone joints,severe chest and abdominal pain and it could get worse due to the vulnerability of infections.&lt;br /&gt;4.There has still not been a cure.These are medicines to lessen the pains .&lt;br /&gt;5.May have to undergo lot of blood transfusions.&lt;br /&gt;oo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908872256930425292-6139907230626699789?l=firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/feeds/6139907230626699789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7908872256930425292&amp;postID=6139907230626699789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/6139907230626699789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/6139907230626699789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/2009/04/ambrish.html' title='The unbid farewell !'/><author><name>Nithya Sriram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773849313916011068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGgbHXrCg38/Sf8YDapfrnI/AAAAAAAAGUM/Iy28h0R8M5U/S220/DSC02234.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908872256930425292.post-5694056756302797308</id><published>2009-04-22T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T02:56:55.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The true motherhood!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday on my way back to home from office in a crowded city bus....i witnessed something that sent shimmering waves of joy on my nerves.....&lt;br /&gt;A fat lady was comfortably sitting with her daughter [who must have been 2 years]who was happily  sleeping on her mothers lap and her son next to her....&lt;br /&gt;On the next stop, a lady in her mid twenties boarded the bus with an infant of 6 months old. She struggled her way to reach the middle of the bus where it was visibly less crowded...The baby kept crying due to the crowd and the suffocation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the fat lady offered the young lady a tiny portion of her seat to sit ....The young lady tried hard to keep herself from falling off the seat but invain ! she stood up with the baby in her hands  !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to everyones wonder, the fat lady woke her kid and asked to sit on her brothers tiny  lap [ he must have been a year older than his sister] and took the sleeping baby from its mother and laid it on her lap gently with a smile .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908872256930425292-5694056756302797308?l=firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/feeds/5694056756302797308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7908872256930425292&amp;postID=5694056756302797308' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/5694056756302797308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/5694056756302797308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/2009/04/true-motherhood.html' title='The true motherhood!'/><author><name>Nithya Sriram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773849313916011068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGgbHXrCg38/Sf8YDapfrnI/AAAAAAAAGUM/Iy28h0R8M5U/S220/DSC02234.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7908872256930425292.post-4920764392878574607</id><published>2007-12-30T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T02:58:48.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The witty lady!</title><content type='html'>This incident is something that i could never forget and so would the co-passengers of D70 which takes me from Ambal Nagar to Velachery!! Its generally crowded and thanks to the blue board buses for you wont be drenched wid sweat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a comfortable place to stand... next to a guy sitting on the ladies side !!!!He loooked at me and never bothered to offer me the seat... and i dont like asking guys to gimme a seat !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady sitting next to him gave a stern look.. but he never cared!!!! she was getting on her nerves ....and she finally asked him to give his seat for me!He bluntly said a NO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady : Cant you give your seat to a lady... these seats are reserved for ladies&lt;br /&gt;Man: We never ask you ladies to give us a seat when u sit on the seats marked for guys&lt;br /&gt;Lady[with a sarcastic tone]:Oh yeah is it marked??? where??? There are only two signs! One reserved for Ladies /elderly and another Beware of thiefs....&lt;br /&gt;With out another word he left the seat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7908872256930425292-4920764392878574607?l=firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/feeds/4920764392878574607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7908872256930425292&amp;postID=4920764392878574607' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/4920764392878574607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7908872256930425292/posts/default/4920764392878574607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://firsttimeblogger-nits.blogspot.com/2007/12/witty-lady.html' title='The witty lady!'/><author><name>Nithya Sriram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773849313916011068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGgbHXrCg38/Sf8YDapfrnI/AAAAAAAAGUM/Iy28h0R8M5U/S220/DSC02234.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry></feed>
